KIERAN
I move toward her slowly, giving her time to change her mind. She doesn't back away, just stands there trembling as I close the distance between us.
"Tell me if you want me to stop." I reach out carefully, my hand cupping her face. "Anytime. You say stop, and I stop."
She nods, leaning into my palm despite herself.
I start with touching her face, trailing my fingers along her jaw, her neck. She's burning up, her pulse racing under my fingertips. My wolf is practically purring with satisfaction at finally being allowed to touch our mate.
I kiss her throat where my mark used to be.
She gasps, her hands flying up to grip my shoulders. Not pushing me away—holding on.
"You're so beautiful like this," I murmur against her skin.
Her breath hitches, but she doesn't respond. Just hol
